Hooglied 8

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Een lied over de bruidegom en zijn bruid (vervolg)

8 "Was je mijn broer maar.
Had je maar net als ik als baby bij mijn moeder op schoot gezeten.
Als ik je dan buiten tegenkwam,
zou ik je een kus kunnen geven zonder dat iemand dat verkeerd vond.
²Ik zou je hand pakken
en je meenemen naar het huis van mijn moeder, die mij opvoedt.
Ik zou je lekkere wijn te drinken geven,
wijn die van granaatappels gemaakt is.
³Zijn ene arm ligt onder mijn hoofd,
zijn andere arm omarmt mij.
⁴Meisjes van Jeruzalem, ik zweer bij de gazellen en de herten:
je moet de liefde niet dwingen.
Je moet wachten tot de liefde vanzelf komt!"

⁵Anderen: "Wie komt daar uit de woestijn,
arm in arm met haar liefste?"

Zij: "Ik heb je liefde gevonden onder de appelboom,
de appelboom waar je moeder van jou in verwachting raakte.
⁶Draag me dicht op je hart,
dicht bij je, zoals je een armband om je arm draagt.
Want de liefde is net zo sterk als de dood: je kunt er niet aan ontkomen!
Het verlangen van de liefde is als vuur, een vuur dat door de Heer is aangestoken.
⁷Er is geen water dat het vuur van de liefde kan blussen.
Er is geen rivier die de liefde kan doven.
Als een mens die liefde zou willen kopen met alles wat hij bezat,
zou het nog steeds niet genoeg zijn. Hij zou worden weggestuurd.

⁸Mijn broers zeiden vroeger: 'We hebben een klein zusje. Ze is nog heel jong.
Wat zullen we doen als er op een dag iemand komt die met haar wil trouwen?
⁹Als ze sterk is en zich nog niet aan hem geeft vóór ze getrouwd is,
dan zullen we haar een bruidsschat meegeven.
Maar als ze zich vóór ze trouwt aan een man wil geven, zullen we haar tegenhouden.'

¹⁰Maar ik ben zo sterk geweest als een muur met torens.
Nu weet hij, dat ik me alleen aan hém zal willen geven."

¹¹Hij: "Koning Salomo heeft een wijngaard,
een wijngaard in Baäl-Hamon.
Hij verhuurde die aan wijnboeren.
Zij moeten hem er ieder wel 1000 zilverstukken voor betalen.
¹²Laat Salomo maar die 1000 zilverstukken krijgen.
Laat de arbeiders in de wijngaard maar hun 200 zilverstukken loon krijgen.
Maar míjn wijngaard is hier.

¹³Mijn meisje, daar in je tuin,
mijn vrienden luisteren of ze je horen roepen.
Laat me je stem horen!"

¹⁴Zij: "Kom dan, mijn liefste, kom snel als een gazelle,
kom snel als een hert op de bergen waar de balsemstruiken bloeien."

'雅歌 8 ' not found for the version: Chinese Standard Bible (Traditional).

Song of Solomon 8

New King James Version

Lovers Reunited at Their Country Home

8 Oh, that you were like my brother,
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I should find you outside,
I would kiss you;
I would not be despised.
²I would lead you and bring you
Into the ^(A)house of my mother,
She who used to instruct me.
I would cause you to drink of ^(B)spiced wine,
Of the juice of my pomegranate.

(To the Daughters of Jerusalem)

³^(C)His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
⁴^(D)I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.

Love Renewed in Lebanon

A Relative

⁵^(E)Who is this coming up from the wilderness,
Leaning upon her beloved?

I awakened you under the apple tree.
There your mother brought you forth;
There she who bore you brought you forth.

The Shulamite to Her Beloved

⁶^(F)Set me as a seal upon your heart,
As a seal upon your arm;
For love is as strong as death,
^(G)Jealousy as ^[a]cruel as ^[b]the grave;
Its flames are flames of fire,
^[c]A most vehement flame.

⁷Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor can the floods drown it.
^(H)If a man would give for love
All the wealth of his house,
It would be utterly despised.

The Shulamite’s Brothers

⁸^(I)We have a little sister,
And she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she is spoken for?
⁹If she is a wall,
We will build upon her
A battlement of silver;
And if she is a door,
We will enclose her
With boards of cedar.

The Shulamite

¹⁰I am a wall,
And my breasts like towers;
Then I became in his eyes
As one who found peace.
¹¹Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon;
^(J)He leased the vineyard to keepers;
Everyone was to bring for its fruit
A thousand silver coins.

(To Solomon)

¹²My own vineyard is before me.
You, O Solomon, may have a thousand,
And those who tend its fruit two hundred.

The Beloved

¹³You who dwell in the gardens,
The companions listen for your voice—
^(K)Let me hear it!

The Shulamite

¹⁴^(L)Make^[d] haste, my beloved,
And ^(M)be like a gazelle
Or a young stag
On the mountains of spices.

Footnotes

Song of Solomon 8:6 severe, lit. hard
Song of Solomon 8:6 Or Sheol
Song of Solomon 8:6 Lit. A flame of Yah, poetic form of YHWH, the Lord
Song of Solomon 8:14 Hurry, lit. Flee

Song of Songs 8

New International Version

8 If only you were to me like a brother,
    who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
²I would lead you
    and bring you to my mother’s house^(A)—
    she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the nectar of my pomegranates.
³His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.^(B)
⁴Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
    Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.^(C)

Friends

⁵Who is this coming up from the wilderness^(D)
leaning on her beloved?

She

Under the apple tree I roused you;
    there your mother conceived^(E) you,
    there she who was in labor gave you birth.
⁶Place me like a seal over your heart,
    like a seal on your arm;
for love^(F) is as strong as death,
    its jealousy^[a]^(G) unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
    like a mighty flame.^[b]
⁷Many waters cannot quench love;
    rivers cannot sweep it away.
If one were to give
    all the wealth of one’s house for love,
    it^[c] would be utterly scorned.^(H)

She

¹⁰I am a wall,
    and my breasts are like towers.
Thus I have become in his eyes
    like one bringing contentment.
¹¹Solomon had a vineyard^(I) in Baal Hamon;
    he let out his vineyard to tenants.
Each was to bring for its fruit
    a thousand shekels^[d]^(J) of silver.
¹²But my own vineyard^(K) is mine to give;
    the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
    and two hundred^[e] are for those who tend its fruit.

He

¹³You who dwell in the gardens
with friends in attendance,
let me hear your voice!

She

¹⁴Come away, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle^(L)
or like a young stag^(M)
on the spice-laden mountains.^(N)

Footnotes

Song of Songs 8:6 Or ardor
Song of Songs 8:6 Or fire, / like the very flame of the Lord
Song of Songs 8:7 Or he
Song of Songs 8:11 That is, about 25 pounds or about 12 kilograms; also in verse 12
Song of Songs 8:12 That is, about 5 pounds or about 2.3 kilograms

Song of Solomon 8

Amplified Bible, Classic Edition

8 [Looking forward to the shepherd’s arrival, the eager girl pictures their meeting and says] Oh, that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I should find you without, I would kiss you, yes, and none would despise me [for it].^(A)

²I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would cause you to drink spiced wine and of the juice of my pomegranates.

³[Then musingly she added] Oh, that his left hand were under my head and that his right hand embraced me!^(B)

⁴I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you never [again attempt to] stir up or awaken love until it pleases.

⁵Who is this who comes up from the wilderness leaning upon her beloved? [And as they sighted the home of her childhood, the bride said] Under the apple tree I awakened you; there your mother gave you birth, there she was in travail and bore you.

⁶Set me like a seal upon your heart, like a seal upon your arm; for love is as strong as death, jealousy is as hard and cruel as Sheol (the place of the dead). Its flashes are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame [the very flame of the Lord]!^(C)

⁷Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would offer all the goods of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned and despised.

⁸[Gathered with her family and the wedding guests in her mother’s cottage, the bride said to her stepbrothers, When I was a little girl, you said] We have a little sister and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is spoken for in marriage?

⁹If she is a wall [discreet and womanly], we will build upon her a turret [a dowry] of silver; but if she is a door [bold and flirtatious], we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

¹⁰[Well] I am a wall [with battlements], and my breasts are like the towers of it. Then was I in [the king’s] eyes as one [to be respected and to be allowed] to find peace.

¹¹Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; everyone was to bring him a thousand pieces of silver for its fruit.

¹²You, O Solomon, can have your thousand [pieces of silver], and those who tend the fruit of it two hundred; but my vineyard, which is mine [with all its radiant joy], is before me!

¹³O you who dwell in the gardens, your companions have been listening to your voice—now cause me to hear it.

¹⁴[Joyfully the radiant bride turned to him, the one altogether lovely, the chief among ten thousand to her soul, and with unconcealed eagerness to begin her life of sweet companionship with him, she answered] Make haste, my beloved, and come quickly, like a gazelle or a young hart [and take me to our waiting home] upon the mountains of spices!

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Hooglied 8

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Een lied over de bruidegom en zijn bruid (vervolg)